Half a year is gone and the biggest event of the past 6 months is my knee operation.
Everybody, stop asking me what happened to my knee. It’s old age… which none of you believe, thank you very much. Actually what happened was… Once upon a time, I hiked down a mountain (60,000 steps) with an ex ex ex ex by the name of… oh nvb. (Cue Ken’s sarcastic laugher “you have so many ex meh”)
My surgery is called Arthroscopic Caapsulorrhaphy, Patella Realignment and Cartilage Repair. Hmmm, why so long, I thought it was to regenerate my gone case meniscus. Recovery will be way longer than my mum’s total knee replacement, Dr Chia warned.
First 2 weeks, do nothing. Don’t move. Life was not too bad when painkillers were not sending me down in a dizzy spin. Spent my weeks painting bouquets of flowers relatives and friends sent over. So sweet. People know I 花痴.
Ken said the circumference of my flabby arm just got bigger, igniting the anger of my twin sista in Spain to snap back with “he has problems with his eyes!” Thanks Vic, unfortunately Ken made that comment after rounding his fingers on my arms, not using his eyes for measurement.
On a great note, I lost 4kg after the op.
Things I realized after this
operation:
1.
Real pain does not come immediately. Wait for it.
Mine started on Week 3, (first time out of house) for stitch removal. That short trip in clutches broke me. Absolute exhaustion.
Both legs on fire! Right leg felt like some wooden log fused with highly sensitive nerves being struck by continuous bolts of lighting. 5mins of “walking”, I was drenched in cold sweat and the whole world spun. I know this feeling! Exactly like how I felt after my Sec Four 2.4km Nafa. Just want to lie down and die.
Arms in pain
A knee problem yet my arms were paying the price. Clutches were designed as torture devices for arms and palms. PAIN!!!!!!! To move or not to move. It was a question I struggled with every day. Both arms in protest.
Try drinking soup or eating a spoonful of food from an uncontrollable shaking hand. Not much nutrients could reached the mouth. Another reason why I lost 4kg.
Everyone on the street walked too fast
I used to
complain about people not moving to the pace of CBD. Made the mistake of
booking physio at mid day and OMG the lunch crowd! Everyone walked at top speed
and nobody was looking front. Such violent mass motion freaked the hell out glacier
me. Even with clutches + I was sticking to the wall as close as possible; I had
low confidence people will not knock into me. Scary.
We lack the ability to express and decipher pain. This is a big problem as pain is real YET invisible to the person next to you. Morg complained of chest pain and blacked out after an accident at the pool. At A&E, he was dancing and eating and still claim his pain is at 9.9! WTH. I was certain I was in more pain dragging my swollen knee after him in the ambulance. (Though the parting of vehicles in front of the ambulance made for an amusing ride)
3 inches shorter
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